Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

[dj
East, west, this out
it, ye-yeah, ye-yeah
East east, west west, south..

[chorus: dj
I got east coast connect, west coast connect
Dirty south connect, so show respect
my niggaz comin through you see we comin correct
Who are you, what you do, who you to threat?

I'm the wrong cat to call we fall out
The gon' have some dead bodies to haul out
All out in the for the world to see
to the z-i, b-i-t
V.i.p., you're small time, on three
Cause you can't ball accurately, the beast
Stomp it down, slap it with heat, bitch
Shit, we blaze to make a act his age
I'm tryin to write the phrase that
You kick it gays, dykes, and all type of wackness
Preach what you
Here we the real niggaz from the actors
A&r's, mc searchin, my cactus!
surround your sight and sound
As xzibit hit you and you hit the
My chips ain't never gon' be down, me smoke
And flatline the first nigga to cross this

It's the gipp goodie, we kick the slang
To yo' block, or they streets, we all gon'
We like to shine and ride, bump corners in our bumper
Top down, with the candy job
Import export up and down the
Old ladies transportin straight the skyways
In the in the five(? ) I got purple haze
Fat knot short sess the tree ton(? )
streets we run, rapper refund
You ridin up but we want yo' flows old like
We hold, everything it takes to the odes
To north to the to the south again
If it's war that you want just the pin
we don't break 'em, we refuse to bend
If you don't build right you better yo' ass home
Cause some catch bullets all alone

[pharoahe
I got the impala shit, street scholar with
Collarless, japanese aikido with, mixed
Top dollar dick now, my whole nut rap
Gun in my mouth, pop shit, sayin, "fuck that"
You to listen, brew, trapped in a tragic addiction
Styles, multiply like japanese
Cut cause chaos - my kicks kill
I'm the subliminal
I'm the bomb that's attached to the of a ticker
Figure or
Quicker to a form of execution, pull it
Bullet, to the head of eletrocution
The rambunctious, bump in yo' shit
Totally insane, hurricane with pharoahe monch,
Xzibit the west (? ? ) (? ? ) we got
New york slippers and the south wearin hoodies

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[dj
Ye-yeah, uh-huh,
Give it up, uh-huh (dirty south) ye-yeah,
Give it up, uh-huh, it up, shake it
Uh-huh, kick it (dirty south)
it.. uh-huh, shake it
C'mon, it up (dirty south)

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